[He really doesn't want to have to kill this thing. It's small, and not particularly likely to injure him in this state -- although the fire singes his trousers, which he doesn't appreciate -- but who knows how big it'll get? He approaches it carefully, gun at the ready, then tries to duck around it to hit it in the head with the butt of his pistol rather than shooting it right away. Maybe if he can stun it, they can tie it up and dispose of it somewhere else.]